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Jun 2023
I talked to the trees and they talked to me
I talked to the earth under the breeze
The wind spoke her songs to me
And I was within everything and all was in me
The sun and the moon showed me their spells
And within all creation, I was held
I understood the love of the land
And felt all creation in the palm of my hand
The world she poke and called me her own
And I found we were never alone
Whatyoudon'tknow
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Whatyoudon'tknow  Utah
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   Aishu, Weeping willow, ryn, Rob Rutledge and ---
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